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Becoming Rich Part 3

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I received a message that Mr. Ortega was coming to the hacienda tomorrow with papers to sign transferring all my uncle’s assets to my ownership. My uncle had already given him power of attorney to sign everything over to me in the event of his death. Because of his forethought, I had only one paper to sign and I would then own everything my uncle had in all of the countries where he did business. I found out that I am also a citizen of Venezuela. My uncle greased a few palms and everything became possible.

Mr. Ortega arrived the next morning for breakfast. He was a large man and would be making ove

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r 7 million dollars for this one little trip. That was his fee to get everything transferred where I would not have to pay any inheritance taxes or go through a probate court where the courts would wind up owning about ¼ of everything. He left a small folder with me that contained a listing of all the businesses I owned and the country where the business was located. It also contained the names of all the officers in the company and profit/loss statements. Any bribes needing paying he said would come out of his fee. He then left.

The time had come to go on a cruise with the little ship. Aurora had stocked the galley with enough food for 20 people for a month. We had enough fuel to go around the world without refueling. The fresh water-making machine was producing more water than the 10 of us could use, so it was time to go. We had a load of fresh fruit and vegetables from the plantation for the Marines at Guantanamo Bay in Cuba on board. Lewis and Jonesy had been on board for two days checking out everything to make sure nothing would go wrong. Jonesy was really in his element. He said the machine shop had enough tools and equipment that he could fabricate anything under 6 feet long. He was like a kid in a toy store. Lewis was checking every item against a check list he had drawn up with help from Snake and Pole. The arms locker had enough firepower to hold off a light cruiser.

I asked why we needed all the firepower and Snake just said, “You never know when you might need it.” Pole said it would be useless to fight unless you had the wherewithal to win.

Aurora decided that two of the maids should also come along. They would sleep in the crew quarters while she, as head of the staff would sleep in guest quarters with her daughters. I, of course, would be in the owner’s quarters. I told Jonesy and Lewis to take the cabins next to the stairs to the deck level. One of them would always be on watch in the bridge unless I was there. We shoved off about 7:30 in the morning in a 3 ft. sea. It was a great day to go to sea. The temperature was about 72 degrees with a 5 knot wind. Perfect conditions. As the day progressed, Jonesy, Lewis, and I were in the bridge and Jonesy exclaimed, “Holy shit!”

We looked where he was looking and Aurora and her three daughters were lying on mats on the foredeck on their backs, naked! It was a mad scramble with all three of us grabbing binoculars. It was a sight to behold. Aurora with her full figure, and her daughters, each smaller than the other, and all four with bald pussies.

“My word, John,” Lewis said. “I’m sure glad you talked me into taking this job. Beats the hell out of the foredeck of a Coast Guard cruiser. Boss, I think we’re going to get our brains fucked out tonight.”

“Not me,” I said. “I’m going to be on the bridge until 0200 hours.”

Dinner was fabulous. We caught a 42 pound halibut and Aurora prepared it for us. At my insistence, we all ate together at the same table. We set the proximity alarm on the radar units and ate in the bar behind the bridge. We had a good time and enjoyed everyone’s company. I noticed Aurora was very friendly with Pole and knew he was in for a good time tonight. I knew that look on Aurora’s face. She wanted quantity, not just quality. The two maids were very shy, having never eaten with the boss before. I told them while at sea with just us, they were one of the family. Linda, the smallest of the maids, set her sights on Lewis, and Theresa had her eyes on Jonesy. I knew that somebody was going to be disappointed as there were more women than men available with me on watch. After dinner we relaxed and I took a nap in preparation to the long night. I awoke about 9:30 and took a shower. Dressed in shorts, a t-shirt and sneakers. I arrived in the bridge just before 10 and found Pole and Aurora on watch. Pole had a strange bulge in the front of his pants and Aurora had a smile as she rubbed Pole’s ass. I relieved them and they took off in a hurry. I made a pot of coffee and settled in for watch. Lara came into the bridge about 10:30 and climbed up on the bench behind me. I was afraid she was going to come on to me, but she just watched. Soon she slid into the chair next to me and asked questions about the instruments.

“Señor,” she said, “Mama said you did not want to make love to me. Is there something wrong with me?”

“No, Lara. There is nothing wrong with you. You are a beautiful young lady but you are very young. I am concerned, that is all. Your mother wants this for you, but how do you feel about it?”

“I have talked to my sisters and mother and they all tell me that there is nothing better than having an orgasm with a man. I have brought myself to an orgasm with my hand, but they said it is nothing like with a man. I am ready and want you to give me the same pleasure you gave my mother. Two days ago my mother helped me break my maidenhead so it would not hurt when you make love to me. And, tomorrow I turn 14 and want to come to your bed after my party.”

She came over to me and gave me a kiss on my cheek, pressing her small breasts against my arm. As she turned to leave, she brushed her hand against my crotch and smiled. She then left the bridge leaving me to think of tomorrow. About 2 am Jonesy came into the bridge. He looked like he had been run over with a truck.

“Did you get any sleep, Jonesy?”

“Nope. Got thoroughly fucked, tho’.”

“Listen, I have a full pot of coffee, I’m wide awake, so go get some sleep.” Just be sure I’m relieved by 0800.”

“Okay, Captain. I am beat. I appreciate it very much.” And, away he staggered. I got comfortable, turned on the satellite TV and switched to CNN for a while. Later, I checked the Weather Channel and the weather looked good, so I started channel surfing. Nothing worth watching on the premium channels, so I settled for a COPS marathon. After about 3 hours, I had enough of COPS so I turned off the TV. I was feeling tired, so I set the proximity alarm and put my feet up and drifted off to that place somewhere between sleep and awake. I could hear what was going on around me, but I also had dreams.

“Want some breakfast, sir?” I looked around and Christina was standing there with a breakfast burrito and some homemade cinnamon rolls. I sat up and said I was very hungry. As I started to eat, she made another pot of coffee. She looked cute moving around the bridge and when she stood in front of a window I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra. She moved up to me and asked me if I was looking forward to tonight. When I asked her what she meant, she said she meant the birthday party, and then with Lara. I explained I was apprehensive about making love to a young girl. She moved up against me and started unbuttoning her dress. When she had about five buttons opened, she dropped the dress off her shoulders and it dropped to her feet.

“How about making love to me?” She took one of my hands and placed it against her breast as she leaned over to kiss me. As I said earlier, “She knew how to kiss.” I could feel my cock stirring and she moved her hand to the inside of my thigh. She moved her hand up as she continued giving me a kiss that was making me a little dizzy. When her hand reached my crotch I pushed her back and buried my head in her chest kissing and sucking her breast while massaging her other breast. I pulled on her nipples and nipped them with my teeth, swirling my tongue around and sucking on her breasts. She was working my cock through my shorts like an expert. I cupped her Venus mound in my hand and let my middle finger move up and down her slit. I could feel how wet she was as I slipped my finger into her. I worked my finger in and out as I rubbed her clit with the heel of my hand. I stood up and pulled her to me. She yanked down my shorts and boxer shorts letting them fall. My cock was against her stomach and she moved back and forth against it. She grasped my cock and started stroking it. She pulled back and took my cock in both hands rolling it back and forth between here hands, then went down on her knees and took me into her mouth. She knew how to give head and was showing me her expertise. I stood her up, turned her around, bent her over against the bulkhead and grasped her breasts from behind as I slipped my dick between her legs moving back and forth. She reached down and held my dick against her pussy lips as I moved back and forth fucking her labia. She backed up and bent over further. It was time to do some serious fucking so I placed my dick against her vaginal opening and started pushing into her. She was pushing back as I was pushing forward. Although she was tight, she was very wet so it only took a few thrusts until I was all the way in and that beautiful, young ass was against my abdomen. I started thrusting slowly holding her ass in both hands pushing her away and pulling her back. I could see our reflection in the side glass, her breasts swaying and her head pulled back. I started to thrust in earnest gaining speed with every thrust. She was moaning and grunting and suddenly she yelled something I did not understand as she pushed back against me. I could feel her pussy muscles twitching as she came. I was pumping her as fast as I could as I exploded into her 15-year-old pussy. My dick twitched and jerked as I continued to spew seamen into her. Finally our orgasms subsided and I pulled out of her. She turned around, went down on her knees and cleaned my cock with her mouth. She smiled as she picked up her dress, put it on, and walked to the door.

“Coffee’s ready,” She stated, as she left the bridge. I got dressed, got some coffee and sat down exhausted.

“Lara will be even better,” I heard Aurora’s voice say. I spun around and she was leaning on the door to the port side of the bridge.

“Have long have you been there?”

“Since Christina walked in. It was nice seeing how you enjoyed my daughter. Tonight you will make Lara a woman, but Angelina will be in your bed overnight. That is the way they want it, so that is the way it will be.” She turned and walked away.

I could not believe what has been happening. I could not even dream about this situation, but I am damn sure enjoying it. About 3 pm the party started. Lara looked very pretty wearing a short skirt, tube top, and had her hair fixed with curls. We had fresh fish caught this morning by Lewis and Jonesy, rice with mushroom gravy, a green vegetable medley with cheese sauce and fresh fruit salad. The cake was simple with little decorations around it. Everyone had a good time. After the party we relaxed and drank coffee. Some members had brandy or beer but no one had more than one. Aurora walked up to me around 5 pm and asked me accompany her below. Surely it can’t be that time in the middle of the afternoon! We went to my cabin and sure enough, Lara was waiting in a peach colored negligee that hid nothing. Standing, her breasts looked larger than when I had seen them when she was sunbathing. Her Venus mound was protruding, and she had a look on her face that was pure innocence, but also had desire and apprehension. Aurora said it was time for Lara to become a woman and she sat down on a chair.

“Are you going to stay and watch?” I asked with some apprehension.

“Oh, yes. Not only is she going to learn what it is like to be pleasured by a man; she needs to learn to give pleasure as well. I will be giving her instructions. Does this make you nervous?”

“Well, yes it does,” I replied.

She stood up and started taking off her clothes. “Then I shall be a participant. That should make you more relaxed.”

With that statement, she finished removing the last of her clothing and said to Lara, “A man likes for a woman to be a little aggressive. Come over to him and kiss him pressing your body against him. Be sure your pussy presses against his crotch. Keep kissing him and pressing against him until you feel his cock start to rise.”

Lara did as she was instructed. She felt so small in my arms, but with her body against me and seeing Aurora totally naked, it did not take long for my dick to start to rise to the situation.

“His cock is stirring, mama.”

“Good. Now move your hips to massage his cock. Left to right, that’s perfect, baby. Now, reach down with your hand and rub his cock through his trousers.”

Oh, she followed directions well.

“A man loves for a woman to undress him, so undo his pants and let them drop to the floor.” I stood there while this 14-year-old girl was undressing me with her naked mother giving instructions. It was a dirty old man’s dream. Before Aurora could say anything else, Lara pulled my polo shirt over my head leaving me standing there with my pants and shorts around my ankles. I pushed off my sneakers with my feet and stepped out of my pants. I took her breast in my hand and started to massage it. Her nipples were hard as rocks and she gasped when I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I picked her up and carried her to the bed. I lay her down and started untying the belt of her negligee. When the gown was open and her body was totally exposed to me I leaned over and took her breast in my mouth while massaging the other one. I felt the bed shift and Aurora was lying on her stomach next to us watching her daughter’s response.

“Take his cock in your hand while he continues to arouse you, “ Aurora instructed. Her small hand reached between my legs and took my dick slowly squeezing it and tracing the length of the shaft.

“Stroke it, baby,” Aurora said. Lara starting moving her hand back and forth on the shaft. I moved down kissing her abdomen and swirling my tongue in her navel. I approached her pubic area and felt her push up against my hand and lips. I slowly moved my finger down separating the lips of her slit. She gasped again as my finger brushed her clit. I parted her lips and brought my tongue down flipping her clit back and forth and felt her stop stroking my dick but tightening up her hand around the shaft. She brought both hands down to the bed and gripped the sheet pushing against my caresses and moaning. I continued licking and nibbling her inner lips and clit while I slowly pushed my finger into her hole. I pushed in until I could go no further and moved in and out while moving sideways, also. She was getting very wet and I inserted a second finger trying to stretch her a little since she was so small and tight. As I was pushing into her with my fingers, I remembered they had ruptured her maidenhead two days previous so Lara would have no pain today when I made her a woman. Aurora was very close and I could hear her breathing hard as well. Aurora reached over and started to rub her daughter’s breast while massaging my balls with the other hand.

Suddenly Lara had an orgasm causing her to yell and pull back from me, then suddenly she started bucking hard against me yelling, “MORE! MORE! MORE!”

As she started coming down from her orgasm, I noticed Aurora shaking with what appeared to be an orgasm. I looked around and she had removed her hand from Lara and had been fingering herself.

I moved around to position myself for penetration, but Aurora said, “Not yet. She needs to pleasure you first. This is why I am here, to give instruction.”

“Now watch baby,” she said to Lara. She looked at me and told me to lay on my back. “He is hard now and this is the best time to give him the most pleasure,” she said. “Take his cock in your hand and slowly lick the head of his cock, swirling your tongue around the head and the underside of the shaft. When you lick the shaft, put more pressure with your tongue as you slide your tongue up and down the shaft.”

She was learning very fast and it felt wonderful.

“Now stretch your lips over your teeth so you won’t hurt him and put your mouth over the head and push down as far as you can. Then come back up taking his cock completely out of your mouth, but when you come up, press your tongue against the underside of his cock and bring your lips together, just like you do when you eat an ice cream cone.”

Oh, how she was learning. Lara tried to take all of me into her mouth, but gagged when my dick hit the back of her throat.

“Here baby,” Aurora said. “Watch me.” Aurora took me into her mouth and pushed down until her chin was resting on my testicles, then came up as she had instructed and went down all the way again.

“You see, baby. Tip your head back, then concentrate on relaxing your throat, like when the doctor asks you to say ‘Ahhh’.” Lara tried again, but gagged a little. She moved up and down and suddenly I felt her chin on my balls and knew she had me in all the way. I warned them that I was going to come if they kept this up. Lara looked up at me with a mischievous look and started moving up and down on me while Aurora moved around. I had to have something to hold, so I grabbed Aurora by the ass and pulled her around. I started rubbing her clit and finger-fucking her while Lara kept up her work. I started moaning and trying to hold back, but exploded into Lara’s mouth.

“Drink it all, baby,” Aurora said while humping my hand and I knew her climax was coming quickly. Lara kept moving up and down but taking only about half my length but was working my dick with her tongue and lips, occasionally dragging her teeth up the shaft. Aurora yelled and climaxed dropping down onto the bed trapping my hand under her and in her. Lara looked up and saw what was going on and started laughing. When we saw her, she was holding my dick in her small hands and watching us. We started laughing, also.

Lara said, “Now I want you to make love to me.”

“Baby, that is what we both have been doing. It is love that lets us give you pleasure. Lust plays some part, but mostly love. Let him rest a little and he will give you the best part,” Aurora said.

We lay in each other’s arms for a few minutes relaxing and talking. Lara started running her fingernails up and down my thigh. She moved to the inside of my thigh and I started to respond.

“Oh, look. It’s coming alive again. I want to watch,” she said as she continued to drag her nails across my testicles and underneath. I continued to get hard as she watched, fascinated with how it was getting hard and larger. She pulled a fingernail up the underside of the shaft and it jerked which delighted her. She continued teasing me and watching my dick jerk.

I sat up and reached down for her pulling her up onto me grasping her hips and holding her against my now-hard cock. I moved her into position and moved my dick between her pussy lips and moved up and down dragging my dick across her clit and across her opening. She started getting very wet, again and started matching my movements with some of her own. I rolled her over and pulled her to the edge of the bed. The bed was just the right height for what I had in mind. I slid off the bed and stood up putting her legs up over my shoulders. I pushed her knees apart and told her I was going to go into her but if it hurt to stop me. I placed the head of my dick against her opening and slowly pushed. At first I made no headway. Aurora told me to wait a moment and she took me into her mouth and left a lot of saliva on my dick.

“Okay, now try it.”

I again placed the head of my dick at Lara’s opening and slowly pushed. Her pussy slowly opened and I slipped in about two inches. I could hear Lara panting like she was in labor. I asked her if she was okay, and she grunted and shook her head yes. Aurora told me to go on, and I pushed in a little further. Oh, she was tight! I pulled almost all the way out and pushed in again going in about 4 inches. I continued pulling out and pushing in until I finally felt my balls against her skin and I knew I was all the way in. I could not believe I was all the way into this little 14 year old girl. I stopped and asked her if she was okay.

“Let me rest a minute,” she panted. As she became accustomed to me inside her she looked over at her mother and said, “I feel so full, he is stretching me inside and it is the most wonderful feeling.” She looked up at me and said, “I’m okay now. Do it.”

I started moving out slowly until only a little of the head was in her and pushed back in a single stroke going into her. I could feel my dick striking her cervix and was afraid I would hurt her. She pushed against me so I continued stroking into and out of her watching the action. Since I was standing, I could see my dick entering her young body. It was a lovely sight. Aurora was lying next to her daughter slowly massaging Lara’s breasts while I fucked her. I was glad I had a climax a few minutes earlier or I would not have lasted long with this sight. I could sense a change in Lara as her orgasm neared. She brought her legs down and wrapped them around my waist as I started to pound her pussy with harder and harder strokes.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she started yelling. Her vaginal walls were twitching and squeezing my dick as I continued pounding against her. I could feel my orgasm building from deep inside and I shoved as deep into her as I could get pulling her hips toward me with my hands. I came with a powerful orgasm, continuing to cum again and again.

It was over. I stood there with my dick still in her watching her as she came down and her mother caressing her stomach and face. I leaned over and gave her a kiss, then turned to Aurora and gave her a kiss, also. Slowly I pulled out of her and stood still panting with the exertion. Aurora said we should bath and we all three got into the shower together. We washed each other and were becoming aroused again. Aurora said we had enough bathing and I needed to rest for Angelina later tonight.

I had forgotten about that.

Suddenly the telephone rang. I picked it up and it was Snake.

“You better get up here, boss. We have visitors.”

I pulled on a tee shirt and a pair of shorts, slipped into my sneakers and headed for the bridge. When I arrived, Pole and Snake were there with Jonesy and Lewis. They were all wearing a pistol belt and a .45. Jonesy was carrying a fully automatic M-16 and Lewis and Pole were carrying RPG’s.

“What the hells going on?” I asked.

Snake pointed at the radar screens. “That large return is a ship about this size. They have been on an intercept course about an hour. We changed directions twice and they continue to change to intercept us, also. I stopped just now and the ship is stopping about 3 miles away.”

As we watched, three smaller blips separated from the ship and were coming towards us at about 45 miles an hour.

“Let’s show them our stern,” Snake said. We came about and went to full throttle. Snake, Pole, Jonesy, and Lewis went to the sun deck. I saw Snake mount a 50 caliber machine gun on the rail and saw Lewis and Pole arrange two rocket-propelled grenades on each side of him. The fast boats were catching up to us and the first boat shinned a light at the stern of our ship.

“Attention Motor Vessel Mary Sue,” the radio squawked. “This is the Cuban Navy. You have entered Cuban territorial water illegally. Stop your ship and prepare to be boarded.”

As I reached for the microphone to reply, I heard Snake on the radio. “This is the Mary Sue. We have not entered Cuban waters, we are in international waters and not subject to your orders. Further, we do not believe you are the Cuban navy. Third, any attempt to stop this vessel will be answered with deadly force. Go find someone else to intimidate.”

“Mary Sue, if you do not heave to, we will open fire.”

“We have women and children on board. We will defend them with every resource we have. If you fire, we will contact the authorities at Guantanamo Bay to tell them where the wreckage is and hope your bodies will still be afloat.”

The boats held back for a bit, but the lead boat fired an automatic sending about 5 rounds against the hull. With no hesitation, Snake opened up with the machine gun and Lewis and Pole fired the RPG’s at the other two boats. Two of the boats exploded and the third stopped on fire. I slowed and Snake stepped into the bridge.

“What are you doing, boss.”

“I’m going to search for survivors.”

“Not a good idea. Their support ship is just 4 miles away and they can come get them. I would suggest continuing for Guantanamo Bay at full throttle. That other ship may have more fast boats on board and if they come again, it will be fully prepared for us.”

Good Advice. If there are survivors, I’m sorry. They knew the game they played. I turned and set course for Guantanamo Bay and pushed it up to full throttle. I was surprised how fast this little ship could go. The pirate’s ship turned and gave chase, but we were pulling away rapidly. Either they had no other fast boats or decided to give up and they turned back toward the wreckage we left of their other boats.

“How soon do we reach Gitmo?” I asked. Jonesy estimated about 7 hours at this speed, so I went to the galley for some coffee. Snake and Jonesy stayed in the bridge. I gave my pistol belt to Snake and he said he would put the weapons in the weapons locker. Although we had just killed several people, I felt strangely exhilarated. As I was drinking some coffee, Pole and Lewis came in.

“How do you feel, boss? Are you okay with what just happened?”

“Yeah. They meant to steal our ship and kill us. Maybe rape the women. Don’t know, but they needed killing.”

“Sounds like a Texan: “They needed Killing”.” Everyone laughed. We were still laughing when all the ladies came in.

“Pirates?” Aurora asked.

“I think so,” I replied.

Teresa and Linda started shaking. They were nervous and on the verge of tears. Lewis told them not to worry. We had stopped them and they wouldn’t be bothering us any more. Teresa went over to Lewis and hugged him and started crying on his shoulder. Linda went to Pole, leaned against him pressing her full breasts against his chest, and whispered something in his ear. He laughed and they disappeared below. Teresa and Lewis went to the sun deck and sat at a table with a couple of beers and were talking.

“Angelina,” Aurora said, “Are you ready to take the Patron below?”

“Si, Mama,” she answered with a smile.

“In a moment. I’m hungry and want to wait for a bit to make sure those thugs don’t come back,” I replied.

Aurora called to Teresa and they went to the galley on this level and started making something to eat. They made some beef, sliced some tomatoes, chopped some onions and peppers and grated some of the cheese made on my plantation. They then heated some flat bread and we had some soft-shell tacos (sort of). Except the beef was flavored with something absolutely delightful, and it was sliced very thin. Angelina took a plate to the bridge for Snake and did not return. After we ate, Aurora told Angelina to take me below and she would clean up.

Angelina took me by the hand and we went down the steps to the owner’s cabin. When we entered, the bed had been made, the lights were set on low, the air conditioner was on, and it was perfectly clean. No one would know that just an hour ago there had been an orgy going on here. I went into the bathroom and it was just as spotless. I couldn’t believe it. I relieved myself and washed up, brushing my teeth, and stripped. I put on a robe and went back into the bedroom. The bed was turned down and Angelina was in bed (or actually ON the bed). She lay on the bed with both pillows behind her propping her up. She was naked. She is 14 years old. Small breasts, bare pussy, and reaching out for me. I’m glad we are in international waters. This could get me into prison in the States. I went to her, dropped my robe and stepped out of my slippers as I crawled onto the bed. I lay next to her and kissed her fully. She opened her mouth and her tongue was alive in my mouth as she pulled her small body next to mine. She pushed against me rolling me over on my back as she crawled up onto my chest. I could feel my dick rising to the occasion and as she felt it creep along her thigh, she brought both her legs together trapping my dick between her legs just above her knees. She worked her legs like hands stroking and massaging my dick expertly. I got very hard. I reached for her breast, but she kept herself pressed against my chest and she continued to work her magic with her legs. She started sliding down my chest towards my feet. As my dick got even with her pussy, she stopped and started moving up and back against my erection. It slipped into her slit and she moved down a little more letting it move against her clit. Again I reached for her breast, but she still kept me away from them. She continued moving against my dick with her clit. She was very good, and soon I felt the stirring of an orgasm. She was breathing heavily now and moving faster and I knew she was coming to an orgasm, also. She started grinding her pelvis against me moving faster and faster until she climaxed, mewing like a little kitten as she experienced the pleasure. I could not stop myself and I emptied myself against her spewing seamen against her stomach.

She relaxed a little, but never completely stopped moving. She started moving back and forth again, and my erection, which had not gone completely down, was rebuilding again. She slid upward on the slick juices and spread her legs sliding back down until my dick was at her vaginal opening. She raised up and bushed back until my dick was completely inserted into her. She sat upright and slowly milked me with her vaginal muscles. She slowly moved in a circle with her hips, fucking me with all the experience of a professional. It was wonderful. I reached for her and this time she leaned forward letting me touch her. I sat up and leaned her backward sucking her breast into my mouth. Her breasts were very sensitive, I found. It only took about a minute of sucking, licking, and massaging her breasts until she came with a shuddering orgasm, but I was not ready to stop. I rolled her over until I was on top. Raising myself up I pumped into her going faster and faster as I felt another orgasm building. My dick was sore from all the sex I had today (after all, I have had 4 orgasms today and I never had more than three. Now I am working on number 5), but it still felt good, so I continued pumping. It seemed like my orgasm was never going to come so I pulled out and turned her over. I pulled her ass up and took her from behind. This always is the best feeling for me, but since I prefer it standing up, I pulled her back towards the edge of the bed and stood up.

Just as I was about to reinsert myself into her, she said, “Please put it in my ass. I have been wanting to try it and some of the women at the hacienda say it is very good.”

Always wanting to pleasure the ladies, I spit on my dick and tried to get it as wet as I could. I centered the head at the small brown opening. The difference in size was apparent and I did not think it would fit, but I pushed. She grunted and pushed back a little, but it hurt. I told her to relax and concentrate on something across the room, but totally relax her organs. I could feel the pressure of her sphincter muscle relaxing and I pushed some more. I was surprised when the head of my dick disappeared into her ass. I spit on the shaft and pushed some more. She pushed back, although she groaned in pain. I was in about half-way and knew I would only give her pain if I continued to push. I pulled out until only the head was left in her and pushed back again. She said it felt like going to the bathroom when it came out, but she could feel me with her pussy when I pushed back in. We continued fucking like this and she had another orgasm. I could feel mine coming and picked up the pace. When I came I realized I had pushed hard and was almost all the way into this virgin asshole. She cried out some, but continued to push back against me. I was cumming and it felt good and I had her by the ass with both hands and she pushed again and I pulled and suddenly I was in her all the way. I relaxed and my orgasm was over. I slowly started pulling out and this movement brought her to another orgasm. I continued pulling out very slowly as her orgasm continued until I finally pulled out of her completely. There was blood on her and I and I knew I had torn her since she was so young and small and I was pretty big. She slid off the bed and turned around. She pressed her small body against me and gave me a long kiss.

“Thank you, señor,” she said. You felt very big inside me when you took me in the front, but when you took me in the rear you filled me. It was wonderful. It hurt some, but my climax was very powerful. Thank you.”

We went to the head with the Jacuzzi tub and filled the tub with water as hot as we could stand it. While the tub was filling, we relieved ourselves. When the tub was full, we climbed in and started the air. The massagers were working and the hot water relaxed us to the point I was almost asleep. She stood up and stepped out of the tub. I was still sitting and it was a wonderful sight as she had one leg over the edge of the tub and me looking up at her naked crotch. As she was drying she bent over giving me a look at her beautiful ass and her breasts swinging. I could feel the familiar stirring.

“No way.” I thought. “Not again. I need rest and there is no way I could have another orgasm.” I climbed out of the tub, started it draining, and dried off. I went to the bed and Angelina was already in bed, asleep. She looked so innocent, and I had just fucked her in the ass. I should feel so guilty, but somehow I didn’t. I crawled into the bed and went to sleep right away. When I awoke, she was snuggled up against me with one leg thrown over me. It was very comfortable, so I just lay there. About 30 minutes later, Aurora came into the room.

“Wake up, sleepy heads. Breakfast in 30 minutes.”

“Where are we?”

“About two hours from the Marine base, señor.”

Aurora just stood there, so I got up. She handed me my robe and I headed for the shower. When I finished and was dressed, I came out and Angelina was gone, the bed made with fresh linen and the room freshly vacuumed. As I headed for the door, Aurora stepped from the other head and asked me if I did what Angelina wanted.

“Well, I’m not sure. What did she want?”

“Señor Kelly,” she laughed. “She wanted you to take her in her ass. And, from the look on your face, I believe you did. You can do that to me on the way home. Okay?”

I went topside and had some pancakes and ham and coffee. After breakfast I went to the bridge and Lewis was there talking on the radio. I looked at the radar screens and could see we were approaching Gitmo.

“What’s up XO?”

“Just getting clearance to dock, boss. It seems somebody shot up some cigarette boats and killed 7 people about 150 miles from here. Marines wanted to know if we saw anything. I told them it must have been pirates.”

We all laughed and made preparations to dock. After docking, we unloaded the fresh fruit and vegetables for the Marines. All the ladies were in bikinis relaxing on the beach and was the center of attention of both officers and enlisted, alike. The Marines invited us all to have dinner with them in the mess hall at 1800 hours. We agreed and had an enjoyable evening. After dinner, the ladies entertained the majority of the personnel. We went to the Base Commander’s office with him. While we relaxed with Cuban cigars, coffee and drinks, we filled in the commanding officer concerning the pirates.

“Fuck ‘em! They got what they deserved.”

Ya gotta love the Marines.

This ends the adventure of John Kelly becoming rich.

If anyone wants further adventures of this type, drop me a line at I will be happy to comply with enough encouragement. If you have read my other stories, you know I have a great imagination.

Three's company(Part 1)

Ryne13 on Taboo Stories

This story is fiction. If enough people ask for a second part, I will do so. My email is

Three friends: John, Caleb, and Christin all go camping at a cabin in the middle of a privately owned forest. They have all just graduated from high school and felt that they needed a two week vacation.


"Wow that was a long ride." John said as he stepped out of Caleb's extended cab pick up truck. "It was not that bad..." Christin argued softly. She secretly loved that she had gotten to ride between John and Caleb in the front seat.

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She secretly lusted after their bodies. Caleb was fit and rather skinny with a little muscle. John on the other hand was quite a bit more muscular, but he was still quite skinny. She noticed that when she acted like she was asleep, they would both readjust their packages through their pants. She suddenly felt very turned on every time they did that. She scooted out of the seat through John's door and glanced at Caleb. He opened his own door and started unloading the back as he said "Thanks Christin." Christin went into the cabin as John and Caleb unloaded the truck. Christin came back out and spoke, "Bad news boys, there is only one bedroom." It took a lot for her not to have a smirk on her face as she said it. Little did she know, the boys were more excited than she was. They were admiring her sexy body. She was five and a half feet tall, had long brown hair and deep brown eyes. She had very large breasts, which were hard not to stare at through her tight black tank top. She had black jeans on and a pair of black shoes on. Caleb had a pair of black shoes, jeans, and a black short sleeve shirt on. John had a pair of black boots, blue jeans, and a white t-shirt on. The jeans kept their cocks down. "You can have the bedroom then." Caleb told her and then headed inside. John and Christin followed him in with all the stuff. "I will take the floor, John can take the couch." Caleb added and put everything up. John nodded in agreement and put everything up. Christin smiled and headed towards the bedroom with her bag. "I am going to go to bed. It is late, I figure it is probaly mid night anyways. Good night." Christin said with a smile and shut her door.

"Damn she is so fucking hot." John said. "Very true. She makes me want to go in her room tonight." Caleb agreed. "Don't take my idea" John said with a laugh. They both slipped their jeans off and went to change into some pajama pants. As they took their jeans off, John's cock popped out of his boxers. Caleb got wide eyes and grew even harder. "Getting excited are we?" John asked as he looked at the tent in Caleb's boxers. "Look whose talking." Caleb said with a grin. Caleb turned around and finished getting dressed. John did the same and laid down. He heard Caleb doze off about an hour later and crept up to Christen's door. He pushed it open slowly and saw that she was asleep. He eased the door shut and crept to the chair next to her bed. he noticed that she slept on top of the covers and was only wearing a thong and a bra. Both were black. She slept on her side, but she was facing him. He gazed down at her large breasts. They were 38 D's. He quickly went to her bag and pulled out a pair of her panties that were identical to the ones she was wearing and pulled his cock out. He was about six inches long and four inches around. He wrapped his cock in her thong and started jacking off with it while staring at her breasts. After about five minutes he came and noislessly, but her thong back up. As he walked out of the door with his cock back in his pants, Christin's eyes were open staring at him. She smiled big time.

As john walked into the front room, he noticed that Caleb was just laying down with a large erection. It pitched a tent in his pants, so john crawled over their. He pulled Caleb's pants down slowly and then his boxers. Caleb did not stir. John lowered his head down to Caleb's lower head. Caleb's dick was about seven and a half inches long and six inches around. John flicked his tongue against the head of Caleb's cock, which woke him up. Caleb just smiled. John quickly just started to go up and down the shaft with his mouth and tongue while he massaged Caleb's balls. Caleb moaned lightly and came three times before John lifted up. He swallowed it all and helped Caleb get dressed again. After they were dressed, they went to sleep.

When they woke up John went to the creek to get washed up. Christin said she wanted to do some hiking alone, so Caleb was left by himself. He ended up heading over to the creek to "check up" on John. As he came close, he saw Christin, sitting watching John. She had a cucumber in her hand and was rubbing it against her pussy and was slowly sticking it in her. She squirted all over the vegetable and walked over to John. John looked nervous , but Christin grabbed his cock and started sucking it. She sucked him of his juices then bent over the edge of a large rock after saying something, and John started thrusting his cock into her tight little ass as she screamed a little. Caleb took off running and Christin saw him and realized what she had just done, but she wanted to wait till he could calm down. After John came, Christin left and went after Caleb...

Penguins4fuel on Taboo Stories

**Disclaimer**- I am not a writer and have never written anything like this before. This "pilot episode" is meant to tell the backstory leading up to events that will transpire, and contains no sex or anything remotely close. If that's all you are looking for, i suggest you go watch some videos. I write purely to tell a story, though this will become an erotic one. just be warned that it starts out much like any fiction novel would. That said, please review my post and leave comments on where you would like to see the story, and sex, progress. the characters and places in this story are entirely fictional as is the story itself. enjoy.




I suppose that I should start at the beginning. My name is Thomas. I was born in the late 1980’s and was raised in a small farming community in the southeastern US. The story has its roots when I was 15 and had just met who I had assumed to be the girl of my dreams. As it turns out, I wasn’t the boy of hers and when I was 17 she left me for my best friend. But I remained on good terms with her little sister Casey, who was four years younger than me. Casey had always looked up to me because her sister was a poor excuse for a sibling and even while I was dating her sister, I would always insist that we bring Casey along on our dates so I could spoil her like the little sister I had never had.

We had remained in constant communication over the past two years and I had helped her through some tough spots as well as I could, seeing that her sister wasn’t about to help anyone but herself, and Casey actually was a huge help getting my life together after my breakup with her sister, being the only person who would truly understand how much pain I was in. So I played the big brother to her and scared away most of the guys she liked( none would ever meet my standards) and she did the same for me with prospective girlfriends, never thinking any of them worthy to date her big brother. We saw each other a lot until I went to college and she was always excited to be picked up at school on a Friday by a hot older guy in a killer classic muscle car in front of all of her friends. Her parents never bothered us because after all, they had both thought me perfect for her older sister and therefore trusted me to be a caring helpful big brother to Casey and respected me for keeping her happy. I think they thought that I just spent time with her because I felt obligated, and didn’t really want to. They were wrong. Casey was like my little sister and meant more to me than anyone else ever had.

The story picks up with the completion of my first semester in college. It was December. I was nineteen and she was fifteen. It was a Friday night, my Finals were done, and I was headed to the farm that my grandmother had left me in her will, which was in the town that I had spent my entire pre-college life. We called it a farm, but the only thing that grew there was sage grass and it was really just a lot of land with a farmhouse on it. But everyone in town lived on a “farm” whether it actually was on or not. I was about an hour into the grueling two hour drive. I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket and turned down my stereo as I extricated it from my jeans and smiled when the caller ID read “Casey” and showed a picture her mom had taken of us the previous new-year. I answered with a corny joke as always and only got halfway through with my line.

                “Thank you for calling Tommy’s pizza how-“ I was cut off by Casey’s tearful screams.

                “GET AWAY FROM ME TANNER!!! I SAID NO!!!” At first I thought that she was yelling because of the loud music on her end, then I could tell by the sound of her voice that she was both infuriated and terrified.

                “Casey what’s going on?” I asked in my best concerned/ composed voice, although I was very confused and scared.

                “Zack? Oh thank God. I need-“I could hear glass shattering and my little sister shrieking. “-I need your help,” she continued, her voice teary. “I don’t have time to explain, just get to Tanner’s house as fast as you can. Are you close?”

Knowing I was an hour away if I stuck to the speed limit, and also knowing the speed capabilities of my ’71 Challenger R/T, I said, “Casey, can you give me twenty minutes?” She replied with a “probably” and then the phone went silent after a particularly violent crash.

                “Shit,” I said to no one in particular. I floored my Challenger, calling on the full power of the 465 horses under the hood, on which were badges that read “426 Hemi” in bright red lettering. I made the trip in record time, and managed to avoid any law enforcement officials, which was handy, because It would have taken me precious seconds to shake them, and I didn’t know how many of those seconds I had to get to my Casey. I got off the interstate and blew through stop signs and red lights, not daring to glance at my speedometer as I quickly exited the lights of what passed for “downtown” here and got closer to the 95 acres that Casey’s current boyfriend, Tanner Blane, lived on with his parents. As I got to his driveway, I mentally prepared myself for whatever was going on here and in a second, went from worried, scared Thomas, to cool, collected and alert Thomas. I ran the length of the quarter-mile driveway in twelve seconds flat and slid to a stop in the front yard, ten feet from the front door. I got out with the engine still running, approached the house, and when I heard Casey scream and I narrowly dodged a baseball that came crashing through the porch window, I reared back and kicked in the front door.

Standing in the living room were two people: one was sixteen year old Tanner, shirtless and obviously under the influence of SOMETHING. The other was my little sister, wearing black and green Tripp pants and the remains of her favorite TWLOHA T-shirt, which had been reduced to shreds of cloth doing nothing to hide anything from the waist up. Her arms were doing their best to cover her chest, but for all intents and purposes, they were failing miserably. There were tears of embarrassment, betrayal, anger, and disappointment in her eyes when she looked at me, though her face lit up and she ran towards me.  Tanner tried to head her off, but I was prepared for this and before he could take one step, he was knocked into the wall four feet behind him where he collapsed, unconscious, the print of my boot on his bare chest.

At this, Casey came running to me and wrapped her arms around me, crying into my chest and as she began to convulse, I feared that she was going into shock; but she was just crying that hard. She was in no position to walk, so after pulling my hoodie off of myself and onto her (both because she had no shirt and because it was nineteen degrees outside) I easily hefted her 4’9’’, 81 lbs. body into my arms and exited the house through the same splintered doorway that I had entered through. I walked directly to my car’s driver door, still ajar, and set her right next to me on the black, fabric bench-seat. From the time I had arrived at the house and exited my car, to the time I threw the Four-speed floor shifter into reverse and sped off, not more than sixty seconds had passed; and not a word was spoken.

I began to survey Casey as I drove, as soon as I hit the road, and noticed that although she was shaken and very pale, she seemed to be otherwise unharmed, nary even a bruise or a scrape; thank God. She looked up at me and threw her arms around me, the only brother she had, and continued to cry. I put my right arm around her waist and rubbed her side while I kissed her hair and promised her that it would be alright.

                “I know sweetie,” I comforted. “I know. I can tell what was going on; you don’t have to talk about it.”

                “No,” she sobbed, wiping her eyes with the super-long sleeves of my school hoodie. “I need to talk about it.” She continued as I nodded. “My parents went to Aspen for the weekend, and they left my sister in charge of me. I was just planning to spend the weekend at Tanner’s house, because his parents went to Tybee Island for the weekend.” She took a break to catch her breath and blow her nose on a napkin that had come out of my glove compartment.  “I went home with him from school and we were having a good time, just making out and stuff, you know…” here she paused because she knew how I felt about her making out with boys, but she continued when she read nothing but concerned interest on my face. “At about five-thirty or so, he started drinking and he started to get handsy. He knew the rules that I had set, and he had always stuck to them, but not this time. When I said no, he came at me stronger, until he got really violent! Tommy, I was so scared…” She began to tear up again and just held her close while I found my phone and dialed the number to the local sheriff’s office, which I knew by heart.

Sheriff James A. Packard had been the sheriff in my home county ever since I was born, and In a county of just over 4,000 citizens, it was no surprise that the sheriff had gone to the same church as my grandmother (who had raised me) and I. I remember having Sheriff Packard over for dinner almost every Saturday night before my grandmother had died in my junior year of high-school. His wife and my grandfather had been killed in the same fire some fifteen years before my birth, so I think he and my grandmother felt a natural bond with one another. He was as “friend-of-the-family” as they came.

The phone rang twice before he answered. “Sheriff Packard speaking,” he said in his old, husky voice.

                “Sheriff, It’s Tommy.”

                “Tommy boy!” he said, dragging up my old nickname. “How the hell are you son?”

                “I’m fine sheriff, but listen…” and I proceeded to tell him everything that had happened tonight, beginning with the phone call I had receiver on my way home, and ending with Tanner’s attempted rape of my little sister.

                “You’re a good man, you know Tommy,” he said. “How you treat that girl. You know, if she were just a few years older… But as it sits, you are the best thing that she could hope for in a brother, you know son? Your grandma’ would be so proud… Anyway, I’ll get a unit out to the Blane farm and pick up Tanner. Are you taking Casey home?”

                “Her parents are out of town Sheriff, so I was planning on putting her up at my place until they get back on Monday. I have plenty of food and stuff. Don’t worry about us.”

With any other people, in any other town in the world, the sheriff would have had me arrested for even suggesting that a fifteen year old girl shack up with a nineteen year old college guy for the weekend, but not here. Not us. No one had to worry about US.

                “Ok, well you kids be careful. I know that you’re probably the best person to help her through this right now. I may come by on my way into work tomorrow to check up on ya’ll, but don’t be offended if I don’t, we stay kinda’ busy ‘round here these days.”

                “Roger that sheriff,” I said. “I’ll give you a call tomorrow. Good night”.

When I closed my phone we were pulling into the driveway, which stretched for more than a mile past wide rolling pastures that had not grazed livestock in over fifty years, and woods that held numerous tree-houses from my youth. It still didn’t feel right calling this “My land”, even though it had been legally mine since I was emancipated when my grandmother died. I was just seventeen and a junior in high-school. My mother had died a few years following my birth in an auto accident, and my father had never been in the picture. Since my mother was an only child, as was my grandmother, I was left in my grandmother’s custody. On her deathbed, which she was on for a painfully long four months, we talked a lot, her and I, about my becoming my own guardian if she passed before my birthday. We signed all the papers and it became official when she died. I had become a legal adult at seventeen, which gave me rights to go ahead and collect my inheritance, which in addition to the farm, had consisted of a few million dollars worth of investment portfolios and a sizable trust fund that while wasn’t enough for me to live like a king for the rest of my life, ensured that I would never have to worry about money if I budgeted well.

 We pulled into “my” garage, which was my grandmother’s sixteenth birthday present for me. It consisted of five bays, three of which had vehicle lifts. If you couldn’t find the right tool in that garage, you didn’t belong anywhere near a car. The garage was ported for cable and high-speed internet and had a small office that had sort of become my bedroom during those last years… I loved working on cars and this was my grandmother’s way of showing that she approved of my hobby. When we finally reached the house,  we exited my car and went inside.

The original farmhouse had been built on this land sometime in the mid 1800’s and had burned to the ground around forty or so party goers in 1974, the fire that had killed my grandfather and so many others that night. My grandmother, while never selling the farm, and my mother had then moved to Florida and didn’t move back until my mother became pregnant with me in the late 80’s. They had a new, modernized farmhouse built towards the back of the property line and we all moved in when I was two. My mother died shortly after, so then it was just me and my grandmother in this huge, three-story farmhouse with a finished basement, full –finished attic, four enormous bedrooms, a home theater complete with a 72” front projection television and many other modern additions. I had since added a few modifications myself, including glassing in the rear deck and equipping it with a comfortable hot-tub and the only HD television in the house, besides the 52” 1080p in my garage. And I had converted the Theater into more of a living room.

After losing my grandmother to cancer and my girlfriend to a cross-country running backstabber in the same month, I had needed something to distract me, so I had often thrown parties here on the weekends during my junior and senior years. The house was cool, but it wasn’t designed to host parties, so the modifications were necessary.

I got out of my car, and was proud to see that Casey giddily hopped out under her own power, through my door. But then she jumped into my arms and I easily, and quite happily, carried her into the house. Since I was the only one who lived here and I hadn’t been home in over a month, it was quite cold in the house. Knowing that the only thing protecting my little sister’s upper body from the sub-zero temperatures was my thin hoodie, I ran her upstairs to the second story, where the bedrooms were located. She had always had a bedroom here, ever since we had first become close, years ago. I stood on the landing outside her door and nudged it open, all the while not daring to put her down, for fear I would lose her in the dark, cavernous hallway that ran the length of the second floor. Once inside the bedroom, I felt for the light-switch and upon finding it, sat her down in front of the now visible closet door. She got really excited upon seeing her closet and had apparently forgotten about how much I used to spoil her when I was still living here full time. Inside the closet, which was large enough itself to play a game of half-court basketball, were entire walls filled with clothes of every brand, shape, size, color and designer; shirts, pants, skirts, dresses, sweaters, vests, jackets, pantsuits, swim-suits, Halloween costumes and shoes; OH THE SHOES!!! I don’t care who she is, I have never met a girl who would turn down my buying her a pair of shoes… or 200 pair. There were boots, heels, flats, flip-flops, sandals, slippers, ore boots, tennis-shoes, running shoes, Cons, Vans and essentially any other kind of shoe one could dream of.  This closet had become furnished right about the time that I couldn’t afford that new BMW Z4, and probably blue-booked somewhere in the range of $45,000 dollars.

                “I have been wanting to come here for SO long!” Casey giggled. “I’m going to put on something put on something really warm!”

                “Dress in layers,” I warned. “I’m going to get the heater going tonight and by tomorrow morning it’s going to be freaking toasty in here!”

Casey nodded and turned, closing the closet door behind her as she entered. It had been quite a few months since I had seen this room so I took the time to re-familiarize myself. Against the opposite wall from where I stood was a massive king-sized four-poster bed, complete with a canopy of pink lace that draped down and completely encased the entire bed in a transparent pink tent. In the far corner of the room stood a 42” rear projection HDTV and the most elaborate surround system that best-buy had had in stock the day that I bought it. On the wall to either side of the TV were shelves that held literally thousands of CDs, which were all duplicated of ones that I had purchased for her room at her parents’ house, as were many of the shoes in the closet. Every square inch of free wall space in the room was covered with posters of bands, movies, actors and actresses, and pictures of her close friends and family. As I completed the tour of the room, I heard the closet door open and turned to see Casey K. Conner, reborn after being submerged in a pure fashion environment for 15 minutes. She had taken my advice and dressed in layers, the outer layer consisting of black sweat pants that were two sizes too big and a matching top, proportionately grande. Her short brown hair was down and loose around her neck, and for the first time, I noticed that my little sister was quickly on her way to becoming a woman. She had always been old for her age, her home life being sketchy at best and horrifying at worst. Her parents were neglectful and not understanding in the least, but at least they trusted me with her, having enough sense to see that she was truly happy when she was with me. Not because I spoiled her, but because I truly loved her more than anything. And I think she loved me too. And standing here in front of me now, her body was beginning to catch up to her mind. Even hidden behind the sweats, I could tell that she was a knockout. No wonder Tanner wanted her so bad, I thought to myself. But as long as she was here with me, she was safe. I would protect my little sister with everything that I had, even if I was protecting her from her own growing beauty.

The rest of the night went by very fast. I made us dinner after I got the house started back up again, and we watched Underworld: Evolution in the “living room”. It was one of our favorites. As the credits rolled, I looked over to see that Casey was fast asleep, looking more like an angel than any human being that I had ever seen. I took her into my arms as gently as I could and took her upstairs for the last time that night. I thought I had managed not to wake her, but as I laid her down in her giant bed, she stirred and I heard a tiny groan escape her lips.

                “Don’t leave me alone Tommy,” she pleaded while still mostly asleep.  “I really need you close to me right now.”

                “I understand sweetie,” I assured her. “I will sit right here on your bed until you are fast asleep, okay?”

                “No,” she said coyly, almost playfully. “I need a teddy bear!” and with that, she took me totally be surprise and was able to pull me down to where I was laying directly beside her, in the middle of her giant bed. Then she rolled over to face me and buried her hands and face in my chest in a desperate attempt to stay warm. I was a little uncomfortable about sleeping with Casey, but I knew that she hadn’t meant anything more than innocent by it, so if it didn’t bother her, I was fine with it. My last conscious thought before drifting into dreamland was that her hair smelled like fresh strawberries, still growing in the vine. My first dream took place in a never ending field of strawberries.